March 15, 2017

Settling into my train seat, with a steaming hot chocolate and a book I’d been trying to finish for weeks, I let out a sigh of relief. It was Friday lunchtime and the train was filling with a buzz of people and suitcases; the anticipation of the weekend palpable. After a whirlwind three months of navigating the freelance world, and the rollercoaster ride of emotions that comes with it (‘I love this’ followed hours later by ‘I hate this’), I was…